"Report! The cruiser of the United States has crashed! "What?" "Are these Mi guys crazy?" Morton Hans roared, "The main cannon is charged, the secondary cannon is fired, quick!" “

On the Lincoln-class cruiser (later referred to as the Lincoln ship), the commander had a calm face, "Turn on the power of the energy shield to the maximum, and at the same time release the drone battle group to block the enemy's artillery fire for me!" ”

"Thruster power is pushed to the maximum." The commander of the Lincoln spoke again.

Morton Hans looked anxious and kept asking, "How long before we can enter hyperspace?" The navigator said: "Since we are using the old model of the ground jump engine, the functions are backward, but it has entered the countdown stage, and the ships are ready for impact, and the 10-second countdown!" 10，9，8，7……”

At this time, the Lincoln ship has pushed the power of the thrusters to the maximum, and a dense drone battle group surrounds the bow of the ship, and there is a circle of energy shields with almost condensed energy on the periphery.

On the ship George, Morton Hans, roared: "All gun emplacements fire at me!" Fire! At this time, all the secondary guns on the George ship locked onto the Lincoln ship, and countless energy bombs, missiles, rockets, and electromagnetic live ammunition poured out towards the Lincoln ship, and the energy shield of the Lincoln ship continued to ripple in circles and circles.

"Commander, the shield energy is rapidly decreasing, and it is expected to last for ten seconds!" The battle officer on the Lincoln said to the commander.

A hint of madness flashed in the eyes of the commander of the Lincoln, "Overload thrusters, all pilots and pilots are ready for battle!" ”

"Yes!"

At this time, the ship-wide radio sounded, "Red alert, red alert!" "All the combatants on the Lincoln began to run towards their positions, and the ground crew kept busy.

"Then, if this can still make Morton Hans run, I will automatically resign!" The commander of the Lincoln said with a hideous expression.

"Engine overload, turn on Final Boost Mode!" The commander twisted the operation authorization key on the captain's table, and then placed the entire palm of his hand on the identification screen, "Authorization complete." ”

As the electronic sound sounded, the speed of the Lincoln increased a lot, and the commander of the Lincoln stared at the George, which was getting closer and closer, and the madness in his eyes began to become more and more intense, and just as he was about to collide, he shouted loudly: "All combatants, dispatch!" ”

At this time, the George ship, when the second was counted to 2, ushered in a real impact, and the bow of the Lincoln ship crashed directly into the side of the George ship.

Knocked the George into a full position, completely staggering the passage into hyperspace.

At this time, all the mechs and fighters on the Lincoln ship had already completed the complete encirclement of the George ship, and the George ship had completely stopped charging its main guns due to the violent impact......

Morton Hans, looking at his own starship in front of him in a state of full surroundment, held his cane in both hands, closed his eyes, and said slowly: "Activate, genetic weapon!" ”

"Chief?" The adjutant next to him reconfirmed.

"Yes, let's start it, since it can't be detonated on Lan Island, it's okay to pull in the Mi people."

"Yes!" The adjutant said.

After being surrounded, the commander on board the Lincoln said: "Shout, then prepare to break through." ”

The communications officer and the war intelligence officer said at the same time: "Yes! ”

"Chief, the other side has turned on the all-band communication." "Block communications!" Morton Hans said to the communications officer.

The communications officer kept tapping on the keyboard on the communication terminal, trying his best to stop it, but because it was not a self-developed battleship, it was someone else's, although many things had been modified, but no matter how much it was modified, no matter how much it was cobbled.

In order not to affect the performance of the battleship, the main control system hardly moved, so the Lincoln ship was given a chance (no matter which country it is, a big killer weapon of this level of the battleship will leave a back door).

"Chief, we can't stop it." The Communications Officer said.

Hans Morton also calmed down and said: "I don't blame you, after all, we use other people's things, it's normal to be left behind the back door, it's good to be able to avoid it for so long." “

Then on the George, all the announcements sounded: "You have been surrounded, all lay down your arms and surrender!" “

"Repeat, all lay down their arms!"

"Ignore them and activate genetic weapons!" Morton Hans said.

"Yes." The deputy said.

However, when they moved out the box containing the genetic weapon, Morton Hans, looking at the box of the genetic weapon in front of him, his eyes were full of blood-red madness, "Andrew, my brother, my brother can't avenge you!" ”

After saying that, I opened the box and pressed the start button, but nothing happened......

And at this moment, the gate of the bridge suddenly opened, and the heavily armed soldiers, armed with guns, walked in, and shouted at the people on the bridge with their muzzles: "Put down your arms and surrender immediately!" ”

Morton Hans turned a deaf ear, muttering "How so, how could it be...... as he desperately pressed the start button, and was knocked to the ground by the butt of a soldier's rifle that stepped forward.

When he woke up and found his hands handcuffed and fixed to a chair, with a middle-aged man sitting across from him, Morton Hans smiled and said, "CIA?" Not bad. The middle-aged man said.

"So, can you tell me where the genetic weapons are?" "I said, actually, I don't know. Do you believe it? Morton Hans said. ”

Then he was pulled up by the soldiers beside him, and he was punched hard in the stomach, and the pain was so severe that Morton Hans, his whole body bowed, and he trembled one after another.

Morton Hans, who was roughly pressed against the chair, saw him gasping for breath, and it was obvious that the person who punched him was definitely a master of torture.

At this time, an agent walked in and said, "Sir, we have restored, all the surveillance records on the George ship, found this, and said, giving the PDA in his hand to the middle-aged commander."

The commander took a look at it and chuckled: "Huaxia's special service team, you really can't underestimate it." ”

The commander recognized at a glance that the person who replaced the genetic weapon, the Huaxia Special Service Team, the Blade Group, the code name, Chunjun.

The commander looked at Morton Hans and said, "You will be judged as you deserve." With that, he walked out of the interrogation room.

"It's just that Huaxia doesn't seem to know yet, has something happened in the middle?" "Communications Officer! Urgently encrypt the channel, give me access to the director, I have important information to report, genetic weapons, no room for mistakes! ”

"Yes! Commander! ”